Some meals are memorable due to the food, some on account of the company, and some are spectacular for both reasons. I had a good meal at a restaurant called Brasserie on Friday night on account of the food. The menu consisted of delicious contemporary French fare.

In the spirit of my "you can't deny yourself everything all the time" thought, I consumed the following:

A glass of champagne
Baby Beet Salad with little cubes of Humboldt Fog cheese, a goats milk-based cheese from California
Crab Cakes on a small bed of cole slaw
A glass of white wine
Chocolate Beignets with Caramel walnut ice cream
Chevre Cheesecake with date puree

I made some modifications: I ate slightly more than half of the salad consisting of little purple, yellow, and red beet cubes dressed with a bit of olive oil; drank half of the wine, consumed one of the two crab cakes and half of the second; ate two of the six soft beignet pillows filled with chocolate and custard; and had two forkfuls of the cheesecake. The chef brought the cheesecake as an extra dessert because I'd asked about it. The beignets came with a raspberry and warm Valrhona chocolate for dipping--yummy.

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I never met a dessert I didn't love, or at least like a little.

There was a nice baquette on the table but I was more interested in waiting for the meal so I only pulled off a bit of it. I pilfered some french fries from my date's meal (he had steak). When I left the restaurant, I felt that I had eaten rich food but I wasn't stuffed. I was satisfied. What made it even more satisfying was that I'd gone to the gym for 30 minutes earlier in the day.

Hooray for me!